HIPSWAY TAKES THE PLLINGE CROTCH DEEP IN THE HOOPLA
How sweet it is to be wanted—first by lotsa major-label A&R types, then by radio programmers, and finally by people with cash in their pockets. So far, everything’s been falling nicely into place for the three (formerly four, but the bass player and his brother the manager got sacked at the same time) Glaswegian funkateers who call themselves Hipsway.
HIPSWAY TAKES THE PLLINGE CROTCH DEEP IN THE HOOPLA
Bud Scoppa
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How sweet it is to be wanted—first by lotsa major-label A&R types, then by radio programmers, and finally by people with cash in their pockets. So far, everything’s been falling nicely into place for the three (formerly four, but the bass player and his brother the manager got sacked at the same time) Glaswegian funkateers who call themselves Hipsway. They were signed in the U.K. by Phonogram before they’d ever played a gig. And once the American label had inexplicably passed on the group (even after they’d enjoyed immediate British chart success), a bidding war ensued, with the high-octane Columbia label coming out on top.
The band’s first U.S. single, “The Honeythief,” won favor among trendites and plain folk alike, getting to number 21 on the Billboard Hot 100 before it started to lose altitude. And there’s more where that came from on Hipsway’s self-titled debut album. These guys must think that making it in rock ’n’ roll is automatic.